(29) Why

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Tell me how we are not alike 

But we work so well

and we don't even know why; 



Here's a thing. You don't really choose who you fall in love with. I know that everyone  of us expect or wish for some or the other qualities in our partner, or imagine them to be a certain way but honestly, it isn't that simple. 

You can have exactly the kind of person you want in one room and the exact opposite of that person in the same room as well but chances will be equal of you falling in love with one of them.

That's how it is. That's how it will be. 

And the person that I had to fall for happens to be Aman. And when it comes to being different, trust me, he is fire and I am ice. He is north and I am south. 

Sometimes I will just look at him and be like, damn, he doesn't understand me at all. He doesn't respect my choices. Sometimes I feel like he has no clue what I want. Sometimes I just have to lie to avoid arguments or just to make him happy. Make him believe what he is saying is right while something completely different is going on in my mind. 

BUT GOD DAMN HOW ANNOYING IT IS, THAT THOSE FEELINGS FOR HIM JUST WONT GO AWAY.

I don't know what this is. He can stand in front of me looking like he hasn't seen a mirror in a million years and I will still kiss him like he is all I want. He can annoy me to an extent I can't even define and then he is the one whose presence is enough to calm me down. 

But still he hasn't ever done anything that should have become the cause for me to run away. I shouldn't have run away and he still had faith enough to give us another chance. While I am full of questions and confusions, there is a part of who is full of joy over this news. 

The teenaged girl who started dating him a few years ago is now all screaming inside with happiness, "he is still my hubby! he is still my hubby!", while I have to shut her up and be like, "Girl, please shut up." 

"It has been ten minutes since we have gotten back and you have been awfully quite. Now I am getting worried," said Aman, interrupting my thought process. 

"This isn't the kind of thing you can easily just recover from, alright? I spent the last few months thinking I am a divorced woman!," I exclaimed. 

"Alright, alright. Take your time," Aman said and got up to leave the living room. "I can talk to you tomorrow."

Suddenly I felt enraged. "See, I hate it when you do that!" 

He turned around mid steps, "Do what? What did I do now?" he asked, shocked. 

"TAKE YOUR TIME! TAKE YOUR TIME! I DON'T WANT FREAKING TIME. I HAD ENOUGH TIME WHEN I WAS AWAY FROM YOU FOR SO, SO LONG. CAN YOU FOR ONCE FINISH A CONVERSATION THE SAME DAY IT BEGAN?" 

"But you said you need time," he said looking confused and sat back down. "Calm down lady hulk."

"Here's a thing Aman. I don't want you to GO. Is that clear? Just stay here and .. and HOLD ME!" I said angrily. 

"Baby, you know I would love to. I just thought you need.."

"Don't say time again and you know what don't hold me. First answer me. If you wanted us to get back together why did you leave after that whole misunderstanding with Raven? You were gone for weeks! No contant, anything." 

"Mira, come on. I was here trying hard that things would smooth back down and you were going on dates with that guy in tight black dresses." 

I felt like laughing  at his mention of my dress but I managed to hide it. "Well, you were the one snooping around in my phone and following me, instead of just asking me directly. Or what about just coming and telling me that, 'hey you know what? we are not divorced. Do you want to give things another try?'," 

"I said that again and again before you left Mira, did you listen?" 

He is right. I didn't. 

"Listen," he began, "what matters now is this," he said and gently touched my belly. "What we made together, what now is our responsibility and what at this moment, has made me really happy. We have a family now, Mira. I know I made some mistakes and you made some, a bit more than me but I will let that pass right now," he added playfully. "But till now it hasn't changed the fact that I want to be with you and it won't change ever."


**


Morning came and I felt a little uncomfortable. Little would be an understatement because I was hurting everywhere. My back was in pain constantly, my feet hurt and it felt like an over inflated balloon was dangling from my uterus. To make things worse, I was suddenly  suffering from acne and felt hungry every ten minutes. 

And like most mornings, getting up from bed seemed like a task. However just looking beside me, I completely forgot about everything.

Aman was sleeping peacefully beside me and one of his arms was holding me towards him. I  tried to shuffle out without waking him but god damn it, his arm felt like a thousand kilograms all at once. I noticed that he had been working out quite regularly. At least his arm said so. 

Giving up, because the pain in my back was killing me too, I just managed to reach his face close enough to kiss his nose. 

No movement. So, I kissed both his eyelids.

Still no movement. 

I gently placed a couple of kisses on his forehead. 

I whispered, "Aman."

"Hmmm?" he answered without opening his eyes. 

"Can you umm, please let me go?"

"Never." 

I giggled. "Aman, I mean to the bathroom. I need to brush my teeth." 

 His  arm finally moved and he opened his eyes. He reached for his phone. "It's just eight Mira. Let's go back to sleep."

"I have a test today Aman." His eyes opened up completely now. Yesterday,  Aman and I decided to work on our relationship again. Sure, it still didn't feel exactly the way it felt about two years ago  but everything needs time. And I guess all we needed was time to heal. 

I didn't care how many Ravens were going to be sweet and come in my life in the disguise of friendship, I had decided to be open with Aman. 

He got up finally and I suddenly felt really anxious. "I'm scared Aman. Do you think this time it's going to be alright?"

"Mira, let go of what happened before. Everything is going to be alright. Now get up, we need to get ready."

"Okay,"  I replied feeling a little better. I guess as time passes by we will find out.

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